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    O. D.C.

    Ears stopped, that

    they might safely sail

    and he, mast tied that

    he would have a tale to tell,

    should broach the Sirens'

    luring spell and fail to fall

    though the song's strained

    madness in him dwell,

    or so he said, and after all

    come to stay that while

    for R&R on Circe's magic'd isle,

    where heroes all, in dalliance of sylvan dell,

    could wallow and grunt and never tell,

    that he alone might, for story's sake, resist

    and return to Penelope's faithful trust

    not just a dollar short​​ ​and one day late

    but decades wrinkled by delaying fate

    and slay all who would trespass thus

    upon the loom of the Weaver's Hall.
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